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Perfect (Bucky Barnes)- Drabble

Bucky x reader (soulmate au)

Summary: You live in a world where you can hear whatever music your soulmate is listening to. Despite his nature Bucky Barnes like to listen Jazz music but he can’t because his soulmate is childish enough to listen to Bubblegum Pop all the time.

Word Count: 1,588. (I know its a little longer for a drabble. Forgive me I got carried away.)

Warning: Its floofy, bad writing, bad english (forgive me english is my third language.).

Bucky groans in annoyance as he practically threw his weights away making his best friend laugh; standing on the other side of  gym.

“What song she’s listening to now?” Steve asked curiously; a big stupid grin on his face. 

“Some song known as Bubblegum Bitch.” Bucky groaned. 

“That’s actually not that bad of a song.” Natasha said as she turned of her treadmill; pausing to drink some water.

“Oh yeah? Try listening to it five times in a row.” Bucky complained, the frown still evident on his face. It’s 8 in the morning for god’s sake, how could be someone so cheerful. “And as if that’s not bad enough, she’s singing alone; quite loudly might I add. I swear to god if she listens to it one more time my head’s gonna explode.”

“Well that sounds like a bitch.” Steve commented before going back to his workout; thanking god that his and his soulmates music taste match. He could only imagine what Bucky was going through. 

“I’m Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips. Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss…..” You were singing on the top of your lungs as you took a shower. You couldn’t really get out to change it so you were listening to it on repeat; not that you mind; You love Marina. 

“Oh my god just shut it down already my head hurts.” You hear your roommate yell as she finally woke up from her deep slumber. “It’s 8 in the morning, on saturday. What is wrong with you?” She said pressing the pause button on the bluetooth speaker.

“Hey, I was listening to it.” You complained as you poked your head out of the shower to glare at your friend. 

“Y/n, you might be a morning person but not everyone is. Have you ever thought about him? Maybe he worked till late night and he woke up too early because of your songs. Maybe he can’t get enough rest because of you. Maybe he was just going to sleep when you started yelling on the top of your lungs.”

“I’m sorry.” You replied with a little pout; finally realising your mistake. 

Your songs had slowly started to become less loud and less frequent until one day they completely stopped. Bucky didn’t hear them at all. Bucky have to say he was happy at first but then slowly he had started to miss them; Although he would never admit it not even to himself.

He missed how you sang on the top of your lungs even after knowing how bad you were. Bucky missed your silly songs. He missed how you change the lyrics now and then and sing complete bullshit. He laughs every time you do that; but not any more. You had stopped singing for some reason.

At first it was just bugging him a little. He tried to listen to some jazz like he used to but he couldn’t find himself interested in any of it. Now he was just worried about you. Worried doesn’t even cut it. Why had you stopped listening to songs? Why had you stopped singing? Were you hurt? Physically? Emotionally? Has someone broke your heart? The mare thought made his blood boil. How could someone hurt such a bubbly person?

“I have to find her.” One day he stated out of the blue making his friend give him a confused look.

“Huh?” Steve asked having no Idea what his best friend was talking about.

“I have to find her. It’s been more than a week; she has stopped listening to songs at all.”

“Well, shouldn’t you be happy? You always complain about her taste in music.” Steve asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“I was at first. But now I’m worried, Steve. What if she’s hurt. I have to find her. I have to make sure she’s alright.” Bucky stood up running his hand through his hair. 

“But we don’t know anything about her, Buck.” Steve said.

“We have to find out than. Anyhow. I can’t just sit quiet anymore.”

“Okay okay, calm down. Let’s go outside. Have some coffee and fresh air and we’ll think about a plan.” Bucky nodded and followed his friend out of the tower.

“What are we doing here, Steve. I thought we were taking some fresh air with coffee.” Bucky complained but still followed him inside the mall. 

“The coffee shop around the corner closed last week, remember. The one here is the closest to the tower.” Bucky didn’t complain much as they made their way to the coffee shop. He was not in the mood anyway; the quieter he stays the quicker he could get their coffee and get out of here. 

They were waiting in line when a soft melody hit his ear. Not just his ear but in his head too, he knew she was listening to it. So different from the song he’s used to. A small smile smile started forming on his lips then suddenly he realised it was the same song that was being played in the mall,his eyes widened as he quickly looked around.

I found a love for me

Darling, just dive right in

And follow my lead’

“What happened?” Steve asked when he saw the when he saw the look on his friend’s face. 

“She’s here. Steve, she’s here. She’s listening to this song.”

“Maybe it’s a coincidence, Buck.”

“No, No. I can feel it. She’s here. She never listen to this kind of music. I have to find her.” Not waiting for his friends reply Bucky ran out of the coffee shop. 

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet

I never knew you were the someone waiting for me.  

“He’s here.” You exclaimed making your friend look at you. 

“Maybe it’s just a coincidence, Y/n.”

“No. I can feel it. I know he’s hear. He never listen to this kind of music. I have to find him.” Not waiting for your friend’s reply you ran out of the store.

Cause we were just kids when we fell in love

Not knowing what it was

I will not give you up this time

Darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own

And in your eyes, you’re holding mine.

You were rushing around the ground floor of the mall. Searching madly for your soulmate when suddenly you bumped into a broad chest. Before you could fall due to the collision a strong hand grabbed your wrist and kept you from falling. When you looked up your breath hitched. He was gorgeous. Gray blue eyes looking down at you with a expression you couldn’t quite put together. No. No, Y/n. You have to look for him you can’t get attracted to some other guy now….no matter how gorgeous he is. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see you. I was looking for someone.” You said to the stranger and you realised your voice had gotten so much smaller. The song was getting louder in your head

“I’m sorry too. I was looking for someone as well.”

“I hope you find who you’re looking for.” You gave him a small smile.

“I hope you do too.” He smiled back. 

Baby, I’m dancing in the dark with you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass, we’re listenin’ to our favorite song

When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath

But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

As Bucky ran around looking for any sign he bumped into a small figure. His hand immediately jerked out to grab her wrist before she could fall. he looked down at the girl, clearly much younger than him, his breath hitched. To say that you were beautiful would be an understatement. Your bright y/e/c eyes looking up at him. He was so mesmerized by your beauty that he almost forgot that he was looking for someone.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see you. I was looking for someone.” You said to him and he could swear to god that it was the most melodious sound he ever heard. The music in his head got louder; a reminder of what he was doing. 

“I’m sorry too. I was looking for someone as well.”

“I hope you find who you’re looking for.” You gave him a small smile.

“I hope you do too.” He smiled back. His heart was beating loudly in his chest, he doesn’t know if it was because of you or his soulmate. That’s when a thought crossed his mind. And you turned and started walking he decided to test his theory and started singing.

“Well, I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know..” You stopped in your tracks when you heard another voice. A slightly familiar voice, you’ve heard a few times before. You quickly turn around to see the stranger singing with a small smile on his face. “She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I’ll share her home.” He continued and you didn’t wait another minute before running up to him.

“I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets. To carry love, to carry children of our own” You sang together before you let out a small quite giggle because of your broken voice. “Hi.” You said taking the last step and standing toe to toe with him. 

“Hi, Doll.” His face matched the smile of yours. “I’ve been looking for you.” He stated and you don’t know what came over you but you threw your arms around him and pulled him in a hug. He didn’t waste another second as well to wrap his arms around you. 

“I’ve been looking for you too.” 

“Glad you found who you were looking for.” He said and you pulled away to look at his face. You really have to take time and thank god; he was so handsome.

“Me too. And I hope I don’t look as bad as I sound.” You joked.

“You are gorgeous.” He replied; eyes travelling all over your face. “Would you mind if I kiss you?” 

“Not at all.” You replied and he did. It was the sweetest kiss you’ve ever experienced. The song around you got louder; like the end of some cheesy romantic movie. 

That song, that song became your favourite. Both of yours. Even though neither of you listened to that genre it didn’t matter; It was perfect. 

*******

A/n: I swear I was trying to write something funny; I have no idea at what point it turned cute.

Asgardian Liquor (Loki x reader) - One Shot

Loki x Reader (AU)

Request by @tom-hlover: Loki x reader (Midgardian) AU where the reader is a nerdy and shy type of secretary who surprisingly became close friends with Loki, one night out of curiosity reader wanted to try Asgardian alcoholic drink as offered by Loki (they take turns in introducing things from both worlds: like food books and such), reader became drunk easily and accidentally kissed Loki on the lips. 

Word count: 3.7k.

Warnings: FLOOF AHEAD.

A/n: I know Loki is not Odinson, he’s Laufeyson but I still named him Odinson in the fic. (Because I can.)

You let out a loud huff as you bent down to pick up the massive pile of papers that someone has knocked down for the third time from your desk; too shy to ask them for help you just let the person walk away without even saying sorry to you for what they just did.  

You were muttering curse words under your breath as you collected the scattered papers all around the floor beside your desk outside your boss’s office; thank god he wasn’t here yet. Your skirt wasn’t helping you either; you somehow managed to hold it while picking up the papers for the sake of your modesty. 

“You Okay, Love?” A familiar voice said, and you looked up; There stood your new boss with his charming smile that never fails to make your week on your knees.  

“Yeah, it’s fine, I’m fine.” You replied with a forced smile and he bent down to help you.

“It's Okay, Mr. Odinson. I can manage.” You said, but he looked insistent on helping you. Honestly, it was the first time you were seeing him so up close and you were surprised to see just how beautiful he was even from this angle. Okay, you need to get over it, he’s your boss. You thought and you stared at his perfect face. “Thanks.” You managed to speak out as the two of you got up and he placed the papers on your desk. 

“How many times did that happen today?” He asked, and you couldn’t help but look down with embarrassment but decided to answer anyway.

“Thrice.”

“Okay, grab your stuff.” He simply stated and you looked at him with confusion.

“You are shifting inside my office.” This had you including everyone else on the floor stop whatever they were doing to stare at him with surprise. 

“Umm, are you sure, sir? I’m fine here.” 

“Y/n, just grab your stuff, I’ll ask someone to move the rest of it. And all of you, get back to work.” His voice changed completely when he turns to your colleagues who without any question did what he said. 

You turned around as fast as you could in those heels and started packing your stuff before he could change his mind. You followed him to his office while trying to keep up in those killer shoes. 

“You don’t have to wear those if you’re not comfortable.” He turned around and said once the two of you were inside his office 

“Uhh, it’s fine. Mr. Pierce insisted that I wore heels in office since you know, I’m the secretary.”  

“Well, I’m not Mr. Pierce, sweetheart am I? In my office, you can wear flip-flops if you want if that means you are comfortable okay?” His words made you smile widely. 

“Thanks, Mr. Odinson.”

“One more thing. When we are alone, you call me Loki; Mr. Odinson is my adoptive brother.” 

*******

“I’m sorry, but Monday is just not possible. He’s really busy this week and next week. I just can not give you any dates this month. I’m really sorry again, have a nice day.” You said politely and put down the phone before the woman on the other end could say one more thing. It’s been a year since Loki has taken over the position of CEO and became your boss and you; his secretary. The bond between you and Loki was quite strong now, you would go as far as to say that the two of you were friends. 

Your duo work in perfect sync like you guys have been working together for years now. You knew everything he likes when he’s working and he knows everything that you don’t.

You have sort of formed a symbiotic relationship between the two of you; it was kind of an unspoken agreement; he brings you things from Asgard and you show him everything that New York has to offer. It started with him one day casually bringing a book for you about Norse gods; saying that he noticed how you always have one in your hands when you are not working and you loved the book. You have returned the favor though, by bringing to Central Park. Then one day he has surprised you by saying that he had never tried a cheeseburger in his life and you couldn’t help but take him to your favorite burger joint; the next day he brought you lamb, cooked in the kitchen of Asgard and it was just delicious. The next week it was sweets and the next it was fruits and it has been going on back and forth. 

Your relationship was just perfect as a boss and a secretary and as well as friends there was just one minor problem, you had fallen in love with him. Even after knowing about his reputation of sleeping with women and never calling them back you had made the stupid mistake of falling in love with the blue-eyed gorgeous-looking brunette. The first month you had undermined your feeling for him by saying that it’s just a little crush, it will go away, but it didn’t; it never went away. It kept getting stronger and stronger until you just couldn’t stand him even looking at the other woman. 

“Was that Sif?” A heavy accent said and you turned in your chair to look at the lean man standing on the doorway of his office with his arms crossed over his chest and a smirk on his face. 

“Yes, And she sounded very mad, if I were you I would never piss off a woman like that; she will kill both you and me.” You said, putting back on your reading glasses so you can email the next person on the list.

“Eh, she’ll cool off in a few days.” He replied before walking over to you and sitting on your desk. 

“Yeah, you better start praying for that.” You said, quickly typing in the mail. “So, how was the meeting.” You asked; the excitement returning to your voice as you looked at him through your glasses. His face turned disappointed at your question and he looked down. ”Oh, no, They didn’t like your Idea? But it was awesome.”

“Umm, no. They didn’t.” He said and you huffed before he started grinning again. “They loved the idea. We got the deal.” 

“Yesss.” You exclaimed jumping up and pulling him in a hug, which he gladly returned; wrapping his arms tightly around your waist and almost pulling you above the ground. “Oh my god this is so exciting, we finally got the deal.” 

“One more thing.” He added and you pulled away to look at him.

“What?”

“They...want to meet you.”

“Me? Why?”

“Because it was our idea, Y/n. It couldn’t have been possible without you. You did the research, you contacted them, you came up with it. You are a genius and it’s time you acknowledge it.” That’s it, that’s what made you fall for the bastard in the first place, He was so cocky and yet so generous and so kind. 

“Okay, I’ll meet them.” You said with a smile.

“Good, but for now we need to celebrate.”

“You think?” You said, making him laugh. “But, you promised me something two months ago remember?”

“You can not handle Asgardian liquor, sweetheart.” Oh, there was that nickname again that made your heart flutter so hard that you wonder if one day it’s gonna fly out of your chest.

“Do not underestimate the alcohol-holding capacity of a woman, Mr. Odinson.” You replied, knowing how much he hated when you called him that.

“I’m not underestimating you, I’m saying no one can handle it. Even I barely can. You won’t even like it.”

“Let me be the judge of that, will you?”

“Okay, but when you have a hangover and your head feels like it’s about to burst; be ready for a ton of ‘I told you so's from me.”

“Yeah, we’ll see that but let me work right now. I still have like a ton of emails to send.” 

“Uff, you work too much.” He commented, taking a seat on the couch.

“Well someone has to compensate for you.”

“Hey, not nice, I got us the deal.”

“Yeah yeah, Mr. Big shot executive.” You replied earning that beautiful laugh from him that you just love so much. 

*******

“This smells like pee.” You whined for the third time as you took a whiff of the dark brown liquid; still collecting the courage to take a sip.

“I told you, it’s very strong.”

“Hey, you are not supposed to say that until after the hangover.” You scolded him and he raised his hand in surrender. 

Just like he had mentioned the two of you were celebrating in the new penthouse he bought in New York. You ordered a pizza and you baked him the caramel apple cheesecake that he loved so much ever since the first time you brought it for him. Both of you were now sitting in his living room on his couch, side by side; facing each other on the couch, glasses in your hands. 

“Encourage me.” You said.

“Come on, Y/n, drink it.” 

“You are so bad at this.” You said bluntly. 

“Doll, just drink it in one gulp, okay? Don’t smell it, don’t savor it, just drink it like you’d drink cough syrup.” 

“I like cough syrups.” You said in a small voice making him roll his eyes.

“Nerd.” He mumbles under his breath but good for him that you didn’t hear him.

“What did you say?” 

“Nothing. Just drink it or I’ll take out Prickly Pete.” Your eyes widen at the mention of your lovable office cactus.

“What? Don’t bring Prickly Pete into this. 

“You told me to encourage you, this is me encouraging you.”

“You will not dare to do that.”

“Are you willing to make that bet? Just drink it.”

Without thinking any more you brought the glass to your mouth and without taking a whiff this time you drank the liquid in one gulp. Your whole face scrunched up at how strong it actually was. 

When you put the glass back down; it felt like your whole insides were burning especially from your mouth to your chest. But it was a sweet burn; something that hurt but you didn’t want it to stop. You looked at Loki, who was looking at your face like he was inspecting something. You were sure that it was clear from your face that the experience wasn’t really nice, but he still asked. 

“So?” 

“It tastes like... If someone would pee in a toilet cleaner.” Loki laughed at your choice of words, which you used to describe the not-so-pleasant drink.

“You want more?” 

“Hell yeah.” He laughed again as he poured some more for him and just a little for you.

“Hey don’t be a hoarder, gimme some more.” You said as you shoot forward to grab the bottle, Obviously already pretty drunk. This Asgardian shit was strong! You thought.  

“I thought it tastes like toilet cleaner.” He said as you successfully took the bottle from him; or he let you take it, you really don’t know the difference anymore.  

“And when have I ever mentioned that I don’t like toilet cleaners.” You replied pouring the dark brown liquid in your glass and taking a swig. The same sweet burn went down your throat, more smoothly this time. “Wow...I’m so not gonna forgive you for keeping me away from this for so long.” Your voice slurred a little in the end. “Does my voice sound weird? I think my voice sounds weird.” You asked the man sitting in front of you.

“Okay I think you’ve had enough, give it to me.” He said snatching the bottle from your hand again, and this time even if you tried you couldn’t take it from him. 

“No. Give it back, Loki.”

“No, you are already too drunk and you haven’t even drunk a quarter.”

“That’s what I’m saying. This is amazing, it’s like magic. How come you’re not drunk?”

“Let’s just say, I am used to this. And if you drink more it's not going to be pretty tomorrow morning, my love.” God...whenever he said that nickname you want to jump his bones; his thick accent didn’t help much either. You really never thought that you’d be turned on by someone’s accent until this jerk came waltzing in with his ‘hello love’ crap and made you weak on your knees.

“Okay, if you give it to me. I will tell you a secret.” You said; not sure where you were exactly going with it.

“As tempting as it sounds, Doll, the answer is still no.” 

“Oh come on. I’ll never ask for another raise ever again.”

“Still no, I have no problem giving you more raise.” 

“I’ll work for the next four Sundays.”

“I can make you do that if I want to anyway.” 

“Okay, I’ll handle Sif for as long as you want me to.” At this point, you could see that he was starting to consider the deal. The wheels on his head were turning; He was comparing the outcomes of you drinking more to the chances of not having to handle the pissed-off woman.

“Okay, but not because I am afraid of Sif or something because I’m not,” He said, pouring more of the liquid in the glass that you hold eagerly with both of your hands; if the situation was any different he would say you looked like a child on Christmas. 

“Uh Huh. Sure.” You mumbled sarcastically.

“What was that, Doll?” He asked, even though he had heard you the first time.

“Nothing.” You replied, gulping down the liquid again. In the third shot, it tasted less like toilet cleaner and more like cider; maybe it was growing on you or maybe your insides were just numb now, whatever it was it felt hella right.

“Okay, why is there no music?” You asked in a more sultry voice, a voice that made him raise his eyebrow, a voice that would have made you face palm if it wasn’t for the Asgardian liquor. “This is a celebration right, what kind of celebration doesn’t involve music.” You looked at him with a smirk that played on your lips when you saw him eyeing them. 

“Well go on, sweetheart, help yourself.” He said, gulping down his own drink.

“Don’t mind if I do.” You said setting your glass down and getting up and walking up to his home theatre and connecting it to your phone and putting it on shuffle. 

“Huh, I like this song.” Honestly, the buzzing in your head was so strong that your mind couldn’t even recall the song. It was like listening to a foreign language, but that didn’t stop you from slowly twirling around and shaking your hips. 

You saw as Loki leaned back on the couch while looking at you with a small smirk, that boosted your confidence even more. Your hand went to your hair, pulling at your hair tie and letting your hair loose. You moved around the room doing moves that you thought were sexy, making the man sitting on the couch laugh and groan at the same time.

Just when you walked up to him a goofy song started to play that immediately made you laugh. 

“I’ll tell you what I want, what I really really want, So tell me what you want, what you really really want...Come on you have to dance on this.” You said and pulled at his hand with all your strength. 

“Sweetheart, I don’t dance.”

“That’s rubbish, I’ve seen you dance at your brother’s wedding.”

“That was different.” 

“It wasn’t. Now get up, you lazy ass.” And just like that he was up on his feet and right in front of you; it made you stumble a back and you would have ended up with a sore ass if it wasn’t for his hand holding on to your waist and keeping you still.

‘‘You do remember I’m still your boss right?” He said in a half-serious and half-joking tone. 

“You can be my boss right now or you can be my dancing partner instead and have fun with me.” You replied and after a couple seconds of thinking, he took your hand and twirl you around which made you giggle like a fool. “Dancing partner it is.” 

The two of you dance around for a while and you were surprised to know how many spice girls and NSYNC songs he knows by heart. You were a giggling mess when he started singing SexyBack and dancing. He ended the dance with a sexy pose. 

“God, it’s so hot.” You said, fanning yourself with your palms, still drunk off your ass. 

“Thank you, doll.”

“Don’t flatter yourself, I meant the room it’s, ugh... it's so hot.” Without thinking twice, you started unbuttoning your shirt which took him by surprise and his mouth was hanging open. His eyes traveled down your body, taking in every inch. 

“Y/n, what are you doing?”

“I told you. It's really hot.” You repeated. Oblivious to the effect you had on him. 

“Do you, do you want me to...umm...turn up the cooling?” He asked, politely as he tried to turn his eyes away from you; always the gentleman.

“No, it's fine. Unless you have a problem with it. Do you have a problem with it, Loki?” You asked.

“No. No, I don’t.” Just then a slower song came up. You turned so you could go change it but a hand on your elbow stopped you.

“Let it be.” Your breath hitched in your throat when he pulled you closer and said that in your ear. One arm wrapped around your waist and the other quickly turned you around. Your hands shot to his shoulder clenching the shirt there to regain balance. He slowly started to move and your feet subconsciously copied his steps; toe pressed against toe, chest against chest as the two of you kept slowly moving. 

Your heart managed to be calm and nervous at the same time. If an outsider looked at the scene right now, they would say that the two of you have been in love for years now. But there was no chance in heaven that your boss would feel that way about you; yeah he flirts sometimes but that’s just how he is, he flirts with everyone. 

‘Cause all of me

Loves all of you

Love your curves and all your edges

All your perfect imperfections

Give your all to me

I'll give my all to you.

You didn’t even realize the song has stopped and you two were standing still in the middle of the living room gazing into each other’s eyes. He doesn’t feel that way about you, right? He doesn’t see you more than his secretary. But what if he does? Just what if? What if you never make a move because you think and regret it for the rest of your life? 

You don’t know where the boost of confidence came into you but it was enough for you to step forward and press your lips to his; taking him by surprise for the second time tonight. It took you a second to realize he wasn’t kissing back.

It hit like a brick in your head when you realized what you just did and you quickly pulled away with wide eyes. 

“Oh my god.” You said before taking a step back. “I’m so sorry, Loki, I didn’t mean to put you in this position. I-I...Oh, god this is so embarrassing.” You tried to look anywhere but at him, your cheeks heated up like you had a fever. “I-I don’t know what I was thinking I-" You did not get to complete your sentence as a pair of lips pressed against your and your eyes immediately closed, a strong arm wrapped around your waist pulling you closer.  

“It's okay. You took me by surprise, that’s it. I will never, not kiss you back.” He said looking into your eyes, a small smile started playing on your face before your hand went to the back of his head pulled him in for another kiss. This one was deeper; slightly rough. His warm tongue entered your mouth, and started stroking yours; tasting as much of you as he could. You both pulled away too soon for either of your liking to catch your breath. Forehead resting against each other.

“You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that.” He said stroking your cheeks with his thumb as he tried to catch his breath.

“Really? I’ve been wanting to do that for a while too.” 

“What took you so long?” He asked.

“Guess I just needed a push from your Asgardian liquor.” You said, making him laugh. “You still wanna know the secret I mentioned?” You asked. 

“Always.”

“I am in love with you.” The smile that spread on his face after hearing those words was a sight for sore eyes.

“You wanna know a secret too?” 

“Always.”

“I’ve been in love with you for a while.” You giggled and pressed your lips to his yet again. Lips moving passionately against each other and hand desperately unbuttoning the shirt he wore. 

“Y/n, y/n, y/n. You are drunk.” He was having a hard time pulling away from you; especially as you looked at him with eyes full of lust and love.

“I know. But I know what I want, Loki. And I want you.”

“I know, Love. I want you too, so much. But I also want you to remember our first time.” You smiled at his word; Loki was nothing if not a gentleman. You nodded your head and pressed another soft kiss on his lips. “Let’s get you to bed.” He picked you up with much ease and carried you to his bedroom and lied you down. 

You didn’t realize how tired you were until your back met the soft mattress. The two spent the night whispering ‘I love you’s in each other’s ears and giving each other soft kisses. You were almost scared that when you wake up in the morning he will be gone, it will turn out to be just a dream; but it didn’t, it was all true. He was still there...But so was the nasty hangover that he mentioned.

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Perfect (Bucky Barnes)- Drabble

Bucky x reader (soulmate au)

Summary: You live in a world where you can hear whatever music your soulmate is listening to. Despite his nature Bucky Barnes like to listen Jazz music but he can’t because his soulmate is childish enough to listen to Bubblegum Pop all the time.

Word Count: 1,588. (I know its a little longer for a drabble. Forgive me I got carried away.)

Warning: Its floofy, bad writing, bad english (forgive me english is my third language.).

Bucky groans in annoyance as he practically threw his weights away making his best friend laugh; standing on the other side of  gym.

“What song she’s listening to now?” Steve asked curiously; a big stupid grin on his face. 

“Some song known as Bubblegum Bitch.” Bucky groaned. 

“That’s actually not that bad of a song.” Natasha said as she turned of her treadmill; pausing to drink some water.

“Oh yeah? Try listening to it five times in a row.” Bucky complained, the frown still evident on his face. It’s 8 in the morning for god’s sake, how could be someone so cheerful. “And as if that’s not bad enough, she’s singing alone; quite loudly might I add. I swear to god if she listens to it one more time my head’s gonna explode.”

“Well that sounds like a bitch.” Steve commented before going back to his workout; thanking god that his and his soulmates music taste match. He could only imagine what Bucky was going through. 

“I'm Miss Sugar Pink, liquor, liquor lips. Hit me with your sweet love, steal me with a kiss.....” You were singing on the top of your lungs as you took a shower. You couldn’t really get out to change it so you were listening to it on repeat; not that you mind; You love Marina. 

“Oh my god just shut it down already my head hurts.” You hear your roommate yell as she finally woke up from her deep slumber. “It’s 8 in the morning, on saturday. What is wrong with you?” She said pressing the pause button on the bluetooth speaker.

“Hey, I was listening to it.” You complained as you poked your head out of the shower to glare at your friend. 

“Y/n, you might be a morning person but not everyone is. Have you ever thought about him? Maybe he worked till late night and he woke up too early because of your songs. Maybe he can’t get enough rest because of you. Maybe he was just going to sleep when you started yelling on the top of your lungs.”

“I’m sorry.” You replied with a little pout; finally realising your mistake. 

Your songs had slowly started to become less loud and less frequent until one day they completely stopped. Bucky didn’t hear them at all. Bucky have to say he was happy at first but then slowly he had started to miss them; Although he would never admit it not even to himself.

He missed how you sang on the top of your lungs even after knowing how bad you were. Bucky missed your silly songs. He missed how you change the lyrics now and then and sing complete bullshit. He laughs every time you do that; but not any more. You had stopped singing for some reason.

At first it was just bugging him a little. He tried to listen to some jazz like he used to but he couldn’t find himself interested in any of it. Now he was just worried about you. Worried doesn’t even cut it. Why had you stopped listening to songs? Why had you stopped singing? Were you hurt? Physically? Emotionally? Has someone broke your heart? The mare thought made his blood boil. How could someone hurt such a bubbly person?

“I have to find her.” One day he stated out of the blue making his friend give him a confused look.

“Huh?” Steve asked having no Idea what his best friend was talking about.

“I have to find her. It's been more than a week; she has stopped listening to songs at all.”

“Well, shouldn’t you be happy? You always complain about her taste in music.” Steve asked with a raised eyebrow. 

“I was at first. But now I’m worried, Steve. What if she’s hurt. I have to find her. I have to make sure she’s alright.” Bucky stood up running his hand through his hair. 

“But we don’t know anything about her, Buck.” Steve said.

“We have to find out than. Anyhow. I can’t just sit quiet anymore.”

“Okay okay, calm down. Let’s go outside. Have some coffee and fresh air and we’ll think about a plan.” Bucky nodded and followed his friend out of the tower.

“What are we doing here, Steve. I thought we were taking some fresh air with coffee.” Bucky complained but still followed him inside the mall. 

“The coffee shop around the corner closed last week, remember. The one here is the closest to the tower.” Bucky didn’t complain much as they made their way to the coffee shop. He was not in the mood anyway; the quieter he stays the quicker he could get their coffee and get out of here. 

They were waiting in line when a soft melody hit his ear. Not just his ear but in his head too, he knew she was listening to it. So different from the song he’s used to. A small smile smile started forming on his lips then suddenly he realised it was the same song that was being played in the mall,his eyes widened as he quickly looked around.

I found a love for me

Darling, just dive right in

And follow my lead’

“What happened?” Steve asked when he saw the when he saw the look on his friend’s face. 

“She’s here. Steve, she’s here. She’s listening to this song.”

“Maybe it’s a coincidence, Buck.”

“No, No. I can feel it. She’s here. She never listen to this kind of music. I have to find her.” Not waiting for his friends reply Bucky ran out of the coffee shop. 

Well, I found a girl, beautiful and sweet

I never knew you were the someone waiting for me.  

“He’s here.” You exclaimed making your friend look at you. 

“Maybe it’s just a coincidence, Y/n.”

“No. I can feel it. I know he’s hear. He never listen to this kind of music. I have to find him.” Not waiting for your friend’s reply you ran out of the store.

Cause we were just kids when we fell in love

Not knowing what it was

I will not give you up this time

Darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own

And in your eyes, you're holding mine.

You were rushing around the ground floor of the mall. Searching madly for your soulmate when suddenly you bumped into a broad chest. Before you could fall due to the collision a strong hand grabbed your wrist and kept you from falling. When you looked up your breath hitched. He was gorgeous. Gray blue eyes looking down at you with a expression you couldn’t quite put together. No. No, Y/n. You have to look for him you can’t get attracted to some other guy now....no matter how gorgeous he is. 

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see you. I was looking for someone.” You said to the stranger and you realised your voice had gotten so much smaller. The song was getting louder in your head

“I’m sorry too. I was looking for someone as well.”

“I hope you find who you’re looking for.” You gave him a small smile.

“I hope you do too.” He smiled back. 

Baby, I'm dancing in the dark with you between my arms

Barefoot on the grass, we're listenin' to our favorite song

When you said you looked a mess, I whispered underneath my breath

But you heard it, darling, you look perfect tonight

As Bucky ran around looking for any sign he bumped into a small figure. His hand immediately jerked out to grab her wrist before she could fall. he looked down at the girl, clearly much younger than him, his breath hitched. To say that you were beautiful would be an understatement. Your bright y/e/c eyes looking up at him. He was so mesmerized by your beauty that he almost forgot that he was looking for someone.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see you. I was looking for someone.” You said to him and he could swear to god that it was the most melodious sound he ever heard. The music in his head got louder; a reminder of what he was doing. 

“I’m sorry too. I was looking for someone as well.”

“I hope you find who you’re looking for.” You gave him a small smile.

“I hope you do too.” He smiled back. His heart was beating loudly in his chest, he doesn’t know if it was because of you or his soulmate. That’s when a thought crossed his mind. And you turned and started walking he decided to test his theory and started singing.

“Well, I found a woman, stronger than anyone I know..” You stopped in your tracks when you heard another voice. A slightly familiar voice, you’ve heard a few times before. You quickly turn around to see the stranger singing with a small smile on his face. “She shares my dreams, I hope that someday I'll share her home.” He continued and you didn’t wait another minute before running up to him.

“Hi, Doll.” His face matched the smile of yours. “I’ve been looking for you.” He stated and you don’t know what came over you but you threw your arms around him and pulled him in a hug. He didn’t waste another second as well to wrap his arms around you. 

“I found a love, to carry more than just my secrets.

To carry love, to carry children of our own” You sang together before you let out a small quite giggle because of your broken voice. “Hi.” You said taking the last step and standing toe to toe with him. 

“I’ve been looking for you too.” 

“Glad you found who you were looking for.” He said and you pulled away to look at his face. You really have to take time and thank god; he was so handsome.

“Me too. And I hope I don’t look as bad as I sound.” You joked.

“You are gorgeous.” He replied; eyes travelling all over your face. “Would you mind if I kiss you?” 

“Not at all.” You replied and he did. It was the sweetest kiss you’ve ever experienced. The song around you got louder; like the end of some cheesy romantic movie. 

That song, that song became your favourite. Both of yours. Even though neither of you listened to that genre it didn’t matter; It was perfect. 

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A/n: I swear I was trying to write something funny; I have no idea at what point it turned cute.

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A/n: I am accepting requests about anyone from Marvel and Supernatural; feel free to tell me about your dirty fantasies. Just send me an ask, tell me if you want it as drabble or one-shot or headcanon. I will be writing smut. I won’t be writing Non-con. 

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DRABBLES

“I gave birth to a cockblock”

Drunk Soldier

ONE SHOT

The Awkward One  (Avengers x reader)

SERIES

Give Me Some Sugar  (Sugardaddy au)

DRABBLES

Perfect (soulmate au)

Big Sweater and Fuzzy Socks 

Boss Bucky Drabble

ONE SHOT

Violent Behavior  (college au)

SERIES

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Asguardian Liquor (One-Shot)  

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DRABBLES

I Saw Your Girlfriend Naked 

Do You Wanna Build A Snowman

ONE SHOT

SERIES

Supernatural Rewrites Season 1

Bucky: Imagine getting paid for being cute.

Steve: You would be rich.

Bucky: I-I...umm... *Blushes*

Bucky: What am I supposed to do while you're gone.

Steve: ...What do you usually do when I'm gone?

Bucky: ...

Steve: ...

Bucky: Wait for you to come back.